Hello Beautiful (oprah's Book Club): A Novel Novels & Stories

Hello readers, I am sorry to say but, this book 'Hellbent~Denied Love have officially come to an end. I know it ended like cliffhanger. Yes, it did. But, there is a new book squealed to this. It is DANCING IN FLAMES!

"Wait, Hazel? That's hot. Another erotica novel?” Jewel cast a glance at Hazel. Her friend had just finished the book and was about to start another. It had the same obscene cover as the first, with a girl wearing only a pair of undergarments. Hazel raised her head and smiled at them. "Don't mess with a bookworm doing her job," the girl muttered and huffed. Tiara sighed and rolled her eyes. "Your addiction is causing my hair to stand on end. Pause for a moment. You can just carry on after we finish advising Laine on how to deal with an old bastard."

My hair was parted from the middle with a few shorter strands framing my face delicately. Wait…did they give me highlights? How did I not notice? “You’re a beautiful woman, Lilith.” She insisted. “Embrace it. You need a change and it’s about time.” I looked at myself carefully, trying to inhale as deeply as I could to fill the nervous empty pit in my stomach. This person in the mirror was going to be on TV. At a party where Cristo wouldn’t be at for once since I met him. Oh no… A dreadful realization dawned onto me, Is Hugo going to be here?

"Hello, beautiful you missed me" ******************************************************************** Who will be this mysterious character, in the next chapter many unexpected things and hot scenes will happen. Author's Note: I am very grateful to all of you for giving my book a chance, please leave your comments on what you think of the story, what you thought of the decisions of the characters, don't forget to leave your rating (the little stars) to my book. Spanish version: https://www.buenovela.com/book_info/31000007152/null/Cuando-dejas-tu-corazon-atras

Hello beautiful readers, hope all of you are doing well. How is the story going so far? I just want to clear that this book is not yet completed but I took a small break from writing due to health issues. From next month it will be on daily updates and I will complete this book. Thank you for the support and love, also I want you all to leaves your reviews so that I can know your views about the book. My three other books; Billionaire Beauty, Black Lace and Cliterella are completed. Please give it a read. Thanks. xoxo

Hazel POV. Naturally, I've picked one of the new dresses I got, opting for a black number, one of the safest choices that I have bought, along with some heels that I already owned and were broken in, so they won't be breaking my feet. I took a shower as soon as I got inside my room, I washed my hair, used some expensive conditioner and leave on as well, scrubbed my body with scented soap that left me both soft and smelling like a flower shop.

HE FOUND HER The bookshop was called Paige & Prose.It was the kind of place that had no business existing in a city like this — tucked between a laundromat and a phone repair shop on a street that couldn't decide if it was charming or forgotten. The sign above the door was hand-painted. The windows were always slightly fogged. Inside it smelled like old paper and cinnamon and something warm that Rain had never been able to name but had always associated with safety.She had worked here for two years.She loved it more than almost anything.She was on her knees behind the front counter Tuesday morning, reorganizing the bottom shelf of new arrivals, when the bell above the door chimed."I'll be ri

I remembered planting them, how some looked wilted, unsure they would manage to live. Much like I had been. Yet here they were. Growing. Rooting. Holding. My hand paused on the smallest vine, the one we had nearly thrown away. Now it had new leaves, tender but determined. Healing is not loud. It is the quiet act of staying. I stayed. And everything changed. Inside, I found Mia cross-legged on the floor, examining dresses as if selecting diplomatic uniforms. “We’re doing soft elegance today,” she declared. I leaned against the doorway, amused. “Who made that call?”

Hazel enjoys getting to know all of them, and she feels like she's making a difference in their lives, one book at a time. Hazel's favorite part of her job is hosting the weekly book club. It's a small group of about eight people, but they're passionate about reading and always have fascinating insights to share. One of the members, a woman named Margaret, is especially enthusiastic. She always brings snacks for the group and keeps everyone engaged in lively discussion. One day, Margaret comes in with a big smile on her face. "You'll never believe what happened!" she says. "I was at the grocery store, and I ran into a famous author!

He shifts back; putting a seat between us and truly looking horrified. Bibah simply shakes her head at our childish shenanigans and takes a sip of her iced latte, metal straw clinking in the Hydro Flask. “The Awoo Book Club’s pick for this week is H.P Lovecraft.” She pats the voluminous book atop the pile and I notice it’s the library copy of H.P Lovecraft’s Omnibus 3. “I’m so excited to roast his ass.”